Posted:
20/ January/ 2012
It happened more often than not , when Pride get the hold of Glory in his fizzy circles as always he did and make her frozen in between Snow Lands nowhere to be found , within a deep sneer and acidic sweets to thrown upon her mouth. He tosses and turns his own ruling gold coins which he own for himself , and believes to suborn on Others, without taking an reverse flinches. She remained standstill in between his frame of splendour aroma of Red roses which he never fails to spread over her borders , placidly and captivatingly her senses loosens up, eyes jammed , heartbeats never cease to dangle.
He sharpen his eyes wide with brooding rocks, without busting his strength in and out. He send chilled down beneath her soul. A spray of vinegary drops, sprinkled over her whole face with the hatred avowal, for emulating him as a Carbon-copy as he looks like. But, as in every corners it flies that , Love has more power than Hatred which overtakes the essence of animosity. He does that, still, it wasn't his smugness, agitation, antagonism speaking, neither he got irked in subconscious demeanor. Though,somehow his egoistic fragrance cowers him up , for not to gush yourself in the Thunderclasps of emotions, as volcano needs a plenty of time to explode. For the present it hasn't been embedded in his heart and Soul. If he's a Volcano then she's a Snowball , both needs a scorching heat to melt in one mold.
As his steel heart feels a dynamic energy of unfamiliar caress, a compassionate feeling of being so impregnate under her Glass-Doll-Presence, he wants her to stink the vibes of rising intensity , temperature thoroughly , which his heart and soul yearns for her each moment. Being a Pride, he's unable to crash down the walls of dark avenues of his heart, so he etched needles and pins inside her heart to take a driving glance, if she feels the same, the way he do. He acknowledges, assures, submissive to himself, that she's Only his Doll, who can take him into a new sunset far across the lands , who can graciously turn away the storms of turmoils from his existence, who can take him on a voyage of boulevard of unseen dreams. Yet, farther away from his minor inch step. Its his eternal Love, for why he's propelling, engulfing her into sands so that she may unlayered their destination transparently. It her vigorous Love which has enlightened his concealed paths.
Can you even see into this heart of mine ? It takes me into another World, when you're beside me. I never meant to drive you crazy, i had always tried to listen your each words, because your every feeling trifles my soul.
Don't you see you have the key to my heart, So unlock me and take my feelings apart, because when you told me you had to leave, you closed the door and put away the key, But, I 'm still awaiting on a solitude road of murkiness, where every path of my destination turns at your road, hoping that you will be back one day to set my heart free. If Only You Knew ...
And, tears roll down from her eyes, as soon as he saw his Doll standing quietly behind the mirror, eyes sparkling with fretful drops along with fear and fickle. He cautiously consoled her with his soft, velvety, and placid touch, though once again hatred indulged in between the delusion and truth. Love can conquer any obstacles, he does, his heart abruptly switched back to her burning havoc, he get vulnerable, as his every vein is bleeding and getting shattered, crushed into pieces. Pride can survive wars, disasters, hurricanes, any loss, but only the one thing which made his throat pale as dry leaves, is her Tear-Drops. He can't see her merry place in darkness. That's Love.
He serenely trifles at her arm, tries to throw away her thorns of distress, at the exact bruised point , tried to knotted her in the silken thread of pearl shines. Mind were racing wild, hatred got thrown out from the windows, emotions became subtle and running in ebbs of haunted places. His heart was quivering to recuperate her doll back with ultimate power, so that she can again hip-hop like a Glass Doll. Hence, remained impotent to smell the stink of her ache marks, but his heart embraced her doll through heart to heart , even though If she left the place with dark lights, then he also stood amidst in the midway of deep thunderstorms, moment still visible in his Eyes, and tore him apart.
He Loves her as the moon Loves Night , He Loves her as the Sun loves its Clouds, He Loves her as the Rain loves thunder lights, He loves her as the Rose loves its Leaf, He Loves her as the Island love trees, He Loves her as the shore loves the sea, He Loves her as the white silky pearl loves its shell, He Loves her as the Birds loves the hazy skies, He Loves her as the mountains loved the border of waterfalls beside it, He Loves Her More Than His Own Life. He Loves her endlessly, quarrels , challenges are nothing for him just a flickering flame of passion to play the games, compelled due to his egoistic web, as Pride has its own distinct persona to live a Life with multi parameters. But he grabs a Wonderful Innocent Castle of dreams with him, which is under covers, forbidden, and only get unfold when she stepped in, beneath his Heart wholly. If Only She Knew ...
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